Tell Me a Story

I’m f-f-fixing for a young town burning alive
A backwards conversation turns into a lie
A lie
Tell me a story with far-fetched ends
I am tired of seeing life through a glass lens
If it’s the last time we’re speaking
Then I guess I have a lifetime of things to say to you
If it’s the last time we’re speaking
Then I guess I have a lifetime of things to say to you
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap to the vanilla beat
Wear your heart on your sleeve, read it like a street sign
A sign
Tell me a story with far-fetched ends
I am tired of seeing life through a glass lens
If it’s the last time we’re speaking
Then I guess I have a lifetime of things to say to you
If it’s the last time we’re speaking
Then I guess I have a lifetime of things to say to you
I look back in yesterday’s shadow
One last time to see
If it’s the last time we’re speaking
Then I guess I have a lifetime of things to say to you
If it’s the last time we’re speaking
Then I guess I have a lifetime of things to say to you
Tell me a story with far-fetched ends
I am tired of seeing life through a glass lens